Thanks for sharing. Being first generation Norwegian in the states, I can appreciate this. My mormor taught me to needlepoint at 8 years old. by the time I was 12, I was messing around with mom’s singer machine. By 16, I got my own for my sweet 16. I still have it and love that old friend. I even taught myself how to FMQ on it. But, I did upgrade to a Viking Topaz 30 last year when I discovered embroidery. No worries, my old friend came through for me this summer, when the Viking went to the shop for a tune up. Within minutes, we were like best friends again. She will never be loaned out or borrowed. She sits in my sewing room now like old mother Hubbard, retired but ready to purr when needed. Cheers, Lori!
Thank you so much for making this connection to “fine art”. I just attended a quilt show last week where I was so humbled by the work that some quilters are doing that is literally “painting” with fabric. The work they did with fabric colors to include light and shadows in their compositions was astounding to me, a novice quilter. There is so much that can be done in the quilting medium!
My favorite time of year is whatever season I’m in. We are very lucky in my part of Ohio to have very distinct seasons, some milder than others, some more severe. I love the beauty of fall, the crispness of winter, the gorgeous flowers of summer and the gentle awakening of spring.
Same thoughts here Yvonne.
I live in Northern Virginia and we have seasons. They can get a little blendy, but we have them.
This Summer was a little too hot.
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Vivian bringslimark
Thanks for sharing. Being first generation Norwegian in the states, I can appreciate this. My mormor taught me to needlepoint at 8 years old. by the time I was 12, I was messing around with mom’s singer machine. By 16, I got my own for my sweet 16. I still have it and love that old friend. I even taught myself how to FMQ on it. But, I did upgrade to a Viking Topaz 30 last year when I discovered embroidery. No worries, my old friend came through for me this summer, when the Viking went to the shop for a tune up. Within minutes, we were like best friends again. She will never be loaned out or borrowed. She sits in my sewing room now like old mother Hubbard, retired but ready to purr when needed. Cheers, Lori!
Lois Borton
What a wonderful story to share with others and that you still have your special machine. Such beautiful memories.
Lois
Sandy Edwards
Thank you so much for making this connection to “fine art”. I just attended a quilt show last week where I was so humbled by the work that some quilters are doing that is literally “painting” with fabric. The work they did with fabric colors to include light and shadows in their compositions was astounding to me, a novice quilter. There is so much that can be done in the quilting medium!
Rosemaryflower
Wow. What a moment!
all captured here for history. I love this
She looks like she has it all figured out and giving these goofy guys a lesson.
😀
Yvonne Bolger
My favorite time of year is whatever season I’m in. We are very lucky in my part of Ohio to have very distinct seasons, some milder than others, some more severe. I love the beauty of fall, the crispness of winter, the gorgeous flowers of summer and the gentle awakening of spring.
Rosemaryflower
Same thoughts here Yvonne.
I live in Northern Virginia and we have seasons. They can get a little blendy, but we have them.
This Summer was a little too hot.
Marta
Reminds me of the joy of the first sewing machine in Fiddler on the Roof. Love the varied expressions on the faces in Peterssen’s work.
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